Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
That I sing and make music
Brings joy and solitude to the psyche
Praise be to my wise grandfather
Of mathematical and musical genius made
From whom my bard’s mind was crafted.
Music is the holiest mover
It combines all powers of gods
From Olympus and all heavens
It shakes and rattles souls the most.
Music is certainly mathematics
Of metrics and calculus built
For which its maker anticipates
Astride rhythm and rhyme
The sonic bursts from orals and instruments.
Calculated is the world too
In music, a most moved audience
By booming sonics of its trade.
[Writ. 04 June 1991, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]
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Showing posts with label genius. Show all posts
Monday, July 12, 2010
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
CRIMES
Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
The still calm of the morning
Is as deafening as stories
About crimes
Printed in the dailies
Broadcast on radio
Crime has become the cheapest
Merchandise
Flaunted by its own law
Of supply and demand
Its price roughshodly lowered
By abundance
More abundant
Than mangoes and guavas
They need not be bought at all
So much that even the harmless streets
Of recluse villages
Become zoos
Littered with
Salvaged
Bodies
[Writ. 29 May 1991, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]
The still calm of the morning
Is as deafening as stories
About crimes
Printed in the dailies
Broadcast on radio
Crime has become the cheapest
Merchandise
Flaunted by its own law
Of supply and demand
Its price roughshodly lowered
By abundance
More abundant
Than mangoes and guavas
They need not be bought at all
So much that even the harmless streets
Of recluse villages
Become zoos
Littered with
Salvaged
Bodies
[Writ. 29 May 1991, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]
(Untitled)
Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
A key
Inserted on a doorknob
Cannot turn itself
Someone has to be
It’s turning’s progenitor
What
If indeed a key
Turns a doorknob
By itself?
‘Tis like asking
If a cockroach can
Push an elephant
Or if a gentle breeze can
Knockout a sturdy house
It coheres with the circumstance
When a ball rests and bounces
At the same time
When the slightly probable
Fills the observer’s eyes
As an inescapable vista of verdant forests
Green and lucidly green
[Writ. 29 May 91, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]
A key
Inserted on a doorknob
Cannot turn itself
Someone has to be
It’s turning’s progenitor
What
If indeed a key
Turns a doorknob
By itself?
‘Tis like asking
If a cockroach can
Push an elephant
Or if a gentle breeze can
Knockout a sturdy house
It coheres with the circumstance
When a ball rests and bounces
At the same time
When the slightly probable
Fills the observer’s eyes
As an inescapable vista of verdant forests
Green and lucidly green
[Writ. 29 May 91, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]
Monday, June 28, 2010
BREAK! BREAK THROUGH TIME AND SPACE!
Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
Break, break through the barrier
Betwixt time and timelessness!
Descend upon Terra’s mortal face!
Nestle in the minds of knowers
Who’ll catch you a-glide!
As to your catchers who know not
One another, perfect strangers
Illuminate them with your radiance!
A holy fire you are and ever
To all men you’re passed a-glow.
That you land on different mortal
Baskets at one time and only one
Is cause enough for bafflement
For both simpleton and erudite.
But your stately arrival exudes greater kingliness
Then the wondrous enigma you’ve aroused
Risen have you from beneath time’s antechambers
To exterminate the nebulae of ignorance.
[Writ. 27 May 91, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]
Break, break through the barrier
Betwixt time and timelessness!
Descend upon Terra’s mortal face!
Nestle in the minds of knowers
Who’ll catch you a-glide!
As to your catchers who know not
One another, perfect strangers
Illuminate them with your radiance!
A holy fire you are and ever
To all men you’re passed a-glow.
That you land on different mortal
Baskets at one time and only one
Is cause enough for bafflement
For both simpleton and erudite.
But your stately arrival exudes greater kingliness
Then the wondrous enigma you’ve aroused
Risen have you from beneath time’s antechambers
To exterminate the nebulae of ignorance.
[Writ. 27 May 91, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
GO IMMORTAL! (For Lino Brocka)
Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
The body dies, not the person.
Gone is your body alright
As birds announce at night
That gone is the sun
They ought to rest.
Your person, ‘tis a sublime conveyor
Of manifold messages and undying lore
Letters that spoke clearly to the unlettered
And the unlettered, to the lettered
Person is the perfect herald of life
The unlettered at last had eyes
And ears that stretched out to
Infinite worlds a-speaking: we ought make
Justice work finely, infinitely.
Go now, immortal!
Merge with the immense field of the kosmos!
A field without brims
Like you are to your fellowmen.
Rested and gone, be assured
The world will sing tunes of praises
For you a truly glorious countenance
You are a marvelous anthem remembered
Forever.
[Writ. 24 May 91, Cubao,Quezon City, M.Manila]
The body dies, not the person.
Gone is your body alright
As birds announce at night
That gone is the sun
They ought to rest.
Your person, ‘tis a sublime conveyor
Of manifold messages and undying lore
Letters that spoke clearly to the unlettered
And the unlettered, to the lettered
Person is the perfect herald of life
The unlettered at last had eyes
And ears that stretched out to
Infinite worlds a-speaking: we ought make
Justice work finely, infinitely.
Go now, immortal!
Merge with the immense field of the kosmos!
A field without brims
Like you are to your fellowmen.
Rested and gone, be assured
The world will sing tunes of praises
For you a truly glorious countenance
You are a marvelous anthem remembered
Forever.
[Writ. 24 May 91, Cubao,Quezon City, M.Manila]
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
FAREWELL GRANDFATHER
Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
Farewell, beloved Grandfather!
I should have seen you
Yet but fate has not
Spared me the permission
To be delivered to you airlifted
Fate’s the traffic lights of for flights
T’wards your citadel on Terra
I will still dialogue with you
In my dreams, in dreams
You are a living memory
Of my youth and your wisdom charmed
And mixed like fused ions
Here I am, your founded vision
I am, I swear.
[Writ. 14 May ’91, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]
Farewell, beloved Grandfather!
I should have seen you
Yet but fate has not
Spared me the permission
To be delivered to you airlifted
Fate’s the traffic lights of for flights
T’wards your citadel on Terra
I will still dialogue with you
In my dreams, in dreams
You are a living memory
Of my youth and your wisdom charmed
And mixed like fused ions
Here I am, your founded vision
I am, I swear.
[Writ. 14 May ’91, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]
Friday, June 4, 2010
PROMETHEUS IN ACADEMIA
Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
Welcome, Prometheus!
Descend upon the pillars and corridors of Academia!
Have your merriment and feasts among
The expectant adherents of your holy fire.
Illuminate the residents of Academia with your
Undying light: mana of reason and knowledge.
Awaken us to the flowering consciousness of the knower
As your light fires up the longing lamps of us all.
Remain! Linger on! Let your sacred essence be
Of the inherited Elixir of our triumphant march
Along Life’s trek!
Happy at last will be Zeus over our sublime fraternity.
[Writ. 11 November 1988, Proj. 8, Quezon City, M.Manila]
Welcome, Prometheus!
Descend upon the pillars and corridors of Academia!
Have your merriment and feasts among
The expectant adherents of your holy fire.
Illuminate the residents of Academia with your
Undying light: mana of reason and knowledge.
Awaken us to the flowering consciousness of the knower
As your light fires up the longing lamps of us all.
Remain! Linger on! Let your sacred essence be
Of the inherited Elixir of our triumphant march
Along Life’s trek!
Happy at last will be Zeus over our sublime fraternity.
[Writ. 11 November 1988, Proj. 8, Quezon City, M.Manila]
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